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January 20, 2017February 27, 2017

i am hunger…

All night you waited for morning,
all morning
for afternoon,
all afternoon for night;
and still the longing sings.

—Ruth Stone—

A taste of you slipped
into me
like moonlight in a
locked church.

—Janet Lees—

November 19, 2015November 19, 2015

You hum and the vibration in your bones reminds you of the time I kissed you… there, just so. You stretch and the taut skin stretched over your ribs once again feels the softened tips of my fingers tracing you, like you were beautiful, like you were seen. The steam of your shower seeps down over your body, racing along the creases between your fingers, balls, and toes and I am there again in front of you, with you — the water sliding along my lips as I look up at you and smile.

September 24, 2015September 24, 2015

autumn leaves…

The falling leaves drift by the window
The autumn leaves of red and gold….
I see your lips, the summer kisses
The sunburned hands, I used to hold
Since you went away, the days grow long
And soon I’ll hear ol’ winter’s song.
But I miss you most of all my darling,
When autumn leaves start to fall.

— Johnny Mercer —

September 18, 2015September 19, 2015

three things, just three…

… and then when your cock stretches these lips you’ve so sweetly prepared, I want you to squeeze my bold clit between your thumb and forefinger: rub rub rub. As you slip deeper and pump harder, don’t release me, please. Trust me when I say: repeat repeat repeat.

March 3, 2015March 3, 2015